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Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o’er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind’s sway, That, hushed in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
美丽的晨曦在轻笑，和风在轻吹，金光闪闪的容器在浩浩荡荡地驰骋在蔚蓝的天空;青春在船头，快乐在舵边;不管刮来的旋风如何摇摆，在严峻的休息中安静下来的它，正期待着傍晚的猎物。